I Can See The Success Rate-Chapter 92 – A Painful Cry
Facing the anxious gaze of the Fat Boss, Bai Wu scratched his head 'honestly' and said, "It's actually nothing much!"
"Whew~" The Fat Boss let out a huge sigh of relief.
"It just sold for ten million!"
Bai Wu continued.
"You see, Old Yang, I told you, how could I possibly misjudge again and again! After all, I've been in the free trading market for so many years! That pair of double-edged swords just sold for a thousand thousand thousand thousand thousand... million!!!!!!"
At this point, the Fat Boss suddenly paused.
Stunned for a second.
The next second.
Wait!
Wait!
The Fat Boss's eyes widened, his mouth gaped open, and he looked at Bai Wu with a face full of horror, trembling as he asked, "Sold for how how how how how how how how how much?"
"It just sold for ten million!" Bai Wu emphasized the words 'just'.
"Oh my God!"
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The Fat Boss's eyes rolled back, and he staggered two steps backward, as if struck by a heavy blow.
"So, I've always emphasized, Old Wang, you really are my God of Wealth!" Bai Wu excitedly patted the Fat Boss's shoulder, exuding confidence.
"I'm not, I'm not..." The Fat Boss muttered to himself, shaking his head in a daze.
"Actually, it was quite a coincidence!"
Bai Wu sighed again, "I initially planned to stuff all the things I got from you, Old Wang, into the Land Rover I just picked up yesterday, which cost over four million..."
"By the way, I can afford such a luxury car thanks to you, Old Wang!"
Fat Wang, also known as the Fat Boss, had a face full of black lines.
"Later, I thought those scraps didn't look like antiques, even if they were, they were all rusty and required a lot of maintenance, so I just gave them all to the old man collecting scrap passing by!"
Bai Wu 'honestly' scratched his head and continued, "Originally, I wanted to sell that pair of double-edged swords to the old man too, but I saw they were well-maintained, with no rust, so I kept them with me..."
"Later, when I took the ancient jade I bought for three hundred bucks to the Ancient Charm Pavilion to sell, the Old Gentleman from the pavilion immediately took a liking to that pair of double-edged swords, saying they were well-preserved and had great collectible value!"
Bai Wu lowered his voice a bit and asked Fat Wang mysteriously, "And guess what else the Old Gentleman said?"
"What~!?" Fat Wang's face looked as if he had just accidentally fallen and tasted fresh dog poop.
"The Old Gentleman said this pair of double-edged swords might very well be the male and female double-edged swords!" Bai Wu said.
"Could it be!!!!" Fat Wang's eyes widened.
"That's right, just like you said, Old Wang, there's over a ninety percent chance that this pair of double-edged swords was used by Emperor Zhaolie of Han, Liu Bei, Liu Xuande, during his early battles in the Three Kingdoms period!"
Fat Wang: "..."
"Old Wang, it's getting late, I should go have lunch. Having just earned over ten million, I'm planning to have a big feast!"
After saying this, Bai Wu quickly left.
After taking a couple of steps, Bai Wu stopped again, turned around, and said to Fat Wang, "Old Wang, don't forget our agreement. If you receive any old items from the countryside, make sure to give me a heads-up. Although I've already made over twenty million in these three days, I won't refuse the money you, my God of Wealth, are giving me for free, right?"
Fat Wang forced a smile that was ten, no, a hundred, no, a thousand times uglier than crying, and reluctantly said, "I! Will! Definitely! Inform! You! In! Advance!"
"That's good!"
Bai Wu seemed to let out a sigh of relief and muttered to himself, "I'm still counting on you, Old Wang, my God of Wealth, to keep sending me money so my savings can reach a billion!"
Fat Wang: "..."
"Alright, alright, Old Wang, goodbye, goodbye, I'm off!"
Bai Wu waved and quickly left.
After Bai Wu left.
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"Old Wang, we've known each other for at least seven or eight years, right?" The owner of Stall No. 1 suddenly said with a fawning expression.
"Old Yang, what do you want?" Fat Wang asked with a dark face.
"Look, we've had this friendship for so many years, can't you, my God of Wealth, send some money my way too?"
Fat Wang: "..."
"I don't ask for much, just send me a million or two!"
Fat Wang: "..."
"How about this, Old Wang, next time you receive goods, give me a heads-up so I can pick a couple at a cheaper price?"
Fat Wang: "..."
"I say, Old Wang, can you do it or not, give me an answer!"
Fat Wang: "..."
A few seconds later.
"Ahhhhhhh!"
In the noisy free trading market, a loud and painful cry echoed.
This cry was filled with deep regret and pain.
It made listeners feel heartbroken and brought tears to their eyes!
"Amen!"
Hearing Fat Wang's painful cry, Bai Wu made a cross on his chest, solemnly mourning for a few seconds.
Arriving at the parking lot.
Before he even got close to where he parked.
From afar, Bai Wu heard the roaring sound of an engine.
His eyebrows furrowed, and a bad feeling arose.
"Wait! If I remember correctly, I parked my car next to the Hummer driven by that female driver..."
"My car is parked next to the female driver's Hummer..."
"Parked next to the female driver's car..."
"Female driver..."
"!!!!".